A/N: Hello again everyone. This is chapter 2 of my Scorose Marriage Law I had written for the Wordsmiths and Betas ML one shot competition. For those of you who have read the one shot I have changed a lot in this chapter. I got a lot of people who were not happy with the original scene because of Ron bashing and while I don't think there was a lot, I was trying to fit a lot in the fic so it all got condensed into that scene. A lot has changed so give it another try and I hope you all enjoy. This also has not been beta'd so all errors are my own and I don't proofread either because I'm feeling particularly lazy right now (I've been up for a while and my brain doesn't work very well) I may get it beta'd in the future so there is always that possibility. Enjoy, I hope you all love Scorpius as much as I do.
Peace, Love and Slyther,
Gimi aka Jess

"Don't you dare pull a wand on a child Ronald Bilius Weasley," Hermione Malfoy warned as she pushed her wand deeper into his scapula. His wife, Lavender gasped in surprise at her ex roommate's appearance. Hermione reached over and grabbed Ron's wand out of his hand.

"Show me your wand Lavender." Hermione ordered as she poked Ron hard in the back as penance for almost pointing a wand at her son. Hermione looked at the blonde and her eyes narrowed, "Now!" She growled, "This is a meeting and I will not have you or your husband pulling out wands at my family." She looked over at the young girl and gave a small smile, "Hello dear, if you would please take your parents wands and yours and leave them on the table. Draco, Love, everyone will remove their wands and place them in the table and if ANYONE reaches for one, I will snap your finger, that includes you."

Draco smirked, "Oh Love, I adore when you take control." Scorpius groaned as his grandfather reached over and smacked his father on the back of the head. Blaise chuckled and all four men put their wands on the table.

Rose, not knowing what else to do, took her mother's wand along with her father's and set them on the table away from her dad. Once the wands were put away, Hermione dropped her wand from Ron's back and smacked him hard against his head.

Enraged she began to yell, "How dare you Ron Weasley! How dare you try and pull a wand on a child! You are thirty eight years old, act your age. If you ever try that again, I will hex your ass so fast you'll need a time turner to get back! Of all the idiotic things, I would have thought you would have grown up in twenty years, but you're still a big asshole."

Ron had turned puce, "Oh! What the fuck Hermione! What the bloody hell are you on about? Why are you even-" Ron looked at his old friend, the anger on her face, then over at Draco Malfoy who was grinning broadly and back to Hermione, "Bloody hell! You married the Ferret?! You're a Death Eater Whorr-?"

He pointed an accusatory finger at his friend and Scorpius winced, knowing what was coming. His mother did not take kindly to men who tried to treat her inferior. The Malfoys and Blaise all took a sank back into their chairs as Hermione glanced down at his finger poking her in the shoulder.

Her eyes narrowed even more, becoming slits, as fast as lightning, she grabbed his finger, bent it back towards his wrist and twisted his arm behind his back. Lavender and Rose both cried out in shock as Ron yelped in pain. "Call me that again Ronald, I fucking dare you. I'm not the meek little girl you once knew. Touch me again without my expressed permission and I will break every bone in your fucking hand and I won't even need my wand." Hermione said calmly into her old friend's ear. The entire room was listening to the threat she issued the man who was once one of her best friends.

"Good morning Hermione," The deep booming voice of Kingsley Shacklebolt echoed from the door. Hermione pushed Ron away from her and he stumbled into the table.

Hermione walked up to Kingsley and gave him a small hug, "Good morning Kings, how are you today?"

Ron, red from anger turned to Hermione, "Kingsley, are you here to reject this farce of a match? My daughter can't marry the son of a Death Eater."

Scorpius rolled his eyes, "Uncle Kings, will you please tell him that my father is not a Death Eater? He seems to have something stuck in his ears and can't understand English," Grinning at the red head, Scorpius chuckled, "I can tell you in a different language if you'd like? French? Mon père est pas un Mangemort. Italian? Mio padre non è un Mangiamorte. Bulgar-"

Hermione narrowed her eyes as her son began to translate in Bulgarian, a look he knew to mean, stop being a prat. Scorpius smirked and nodded his head. Lucius just dropped his head, knowing if he met the eyes of the Minister he would lose the battle he was currently having inside to not laugh at his grandson. He had grown soft in his old age, enjoying his grandchildren more and more. But the Minister of Magic did not need to know that.

Hermione looked over at her former friend and sighed, "Ron, do you really think I would have married Draco if he was a Death Eater? You never went to his trial, you never heard how he was never made one because Snape protected him," Ron opened his mouth to interrupt but Hermione went on, "he only agreed to do it in the first place because his dearly demented Aunt crucio'd his mother, her sister, until Voldemort was about to toss her to… well let's just say, if it were Molly, if it was your mother, you would have killed Harry with a spoon to save your mum."

Ron paled slightly and glanced over at Draco who was staring right back at him tight lipped. Lucius was still looking down at the floor, ashamed after all these years for pulling his family into such a predicament.

"My husband is not the same man he was when we were children," Hermione carried on, "When we were kids, he was an arrogant, self serving arsehole. He was mean, and a bully and called me horrible names, tried to get us expelled-"

"Mum," Scorpius butted in, "I thought you were trying to make dad look better, this isn't helpful."

Blaise hid a laugh in a cough, which lightened the mood considerably. Hermione smirked at her son, "Yes Scor. Draco was all of those things, but we are not children anymore. After the life we led for seven years. I didn't have anymore room for hate in my life."

Ron sighed, he looked over at Kingsley who nodded his conferment of Hermione's story. "Narcissa had been tortured, most of that summer she was used as an outlet for the evil bastard's amusement. Once there was talk about her joining in the revels, that is when Draco said he would kill Dumbledore." Kingsley concurred solemnly. Hermione looked over to Draco who was visibly beginning to shake with anger at having to explain this twenty years down the line in front of his son.

Turning to the Weasleys and the Minister, Hermione asked, "Can you give us a moment? I think we need a minute to regroup."

Kingsley nodded and led the group out into the hall and closed the door behind them. Hermione walked over to her husband and gave him a kiss. "Hello Love, did you miss me?"

Draco smiled warmly at his wife and slid his hand down her back, resting right above indecency, "Of course I did, you didn't give me a proper goodbye this morning." He leaned down and gave her another kiss, "I'll be fine Love, I just hate that Scorpius had to hear all of that." Draco said with a sigh."

Scorpius grimaced, "Can you please not? I want to keep the little breakfast I ate this morning down, eighteen years of marriage and you are bloody disgusting. Can we just get this over with before I vomit?"

Hermione let go of her husband and hugged her son, "I'm sorry sweetheart, do you want a hug from mummy?"

"Ugh, I must be adopted," Scorpius grumbled as Blaise smirked at his Godson's discomfort.

Lucius sat down in his chair, thinking of his past indiscretions. Hermione reached down and gave his hand a squeeze. Looking at his daughter in law, he gave her a tight smile and returned the gesture.

"Gran already told me about it a few years ago." Scorpius revealed to his family, "She was afraid I would have heard about the family from other sources, so she told me everything." He sat down in his chair, slouching slightly. "Some things I wish she hadn't told me, but I know what happened and you have nothing to be ashamed of." He smirked at his parents, "Well, nothing from the war, that thing I walked in on the summer I turned fourteen, that you should definitely be ashamed of. You two really need to calm down with your sexual deviances."

Blaise burst out laughing and even Lucius chuckled as Hermione flushed and smacked her son's arm. Draco smiled, reached down and pulled Hermione to him, needing to feel her lips on his once more, he gave her a tender kiss. That one show of affection reminded him that he was no longer that prat of a child, that his wife loved him and that they were happy.

Scorpius rolled his eyes and sat down, "If you two are done challenging my breakfast, can we let them back in so we can get this over with. Mum, did you really date that mongrel?"

Lucius' smile twitched as he sat and Blaise snickered at the thought. Hermione frowned at her son, "I did and you behave, that mongrel was one of my best friends at school and helped destroy the evil bastard Voldemort. Show some respect otherwise you may not have been born because I would have been dead."

That sobered up the room instantly, the men all knew that she was right. They may not have liked Ron Weasley, but he was an important part of the war. Just like Hermione, if it wasn't for his help during that year, Hermione Granger would have never been a Malfoy.

Scorpius sat up straighter and nodded his agreement to his mother and she went and let everyone back in. He watched as his new fiancée walked in. For the first time, he really looked at her, her hair was not the red of her father's, but a bit lighter more of a strawberry blonde. She had the bright blue eyes of both her parents and a light smattering of freckles all over her face, but he quite enjoyed it. Scorpius was familiar with the girls that were friends with his sister, they were all against any flaws, freckles would have been charmed away with magic or makeup. He liked the fact that she wasn't vain enough to charm her's away.

She had been wearing muggle clothing, which he thought was odd. Most witches he knew, while not opposed to wearing muggle clothes, would still have worn robes when attending meetings at the ministry. She was wearing black slim fitting trousers and a royal blue short sleeved shirt that really brought out her eyes.

The rest of her family walked in, along with an older red haired man. His mother's face lit up. As well as their mediator, Simone.

"Arthur," She said brightly, going over to the older gentleman, she was pulled into a hug.

"Hermione Granger," He chuckled lightly, "As I live and breathe, I did not expect you here today and not as a Malfoy."

Hermione flushed lightly, "Well, it was never my intention to fall in love with a blond ferret," she teased glancing sideways at her husband. Draco chuckled and mumbled something about never living it down, "But sometimes the heart just does what it wants."

Arthur nodded, "Yes, I see that." He looked over at Lucius, "Are you happy?"

Hermione nodded, "Yes, Draco and I have been married for almost twenty years. I'm extremely happy."

"How could you do this Hermione?" Ron burst out, he just couldn't hold it in. No matter what, this was still the man who made his childhood miserable, "How could you marry this prat? After everything he put you through? Even dismissing our sixth year, he has wished you dead on more than one occasion, not to mention his father, Lucius tried to kill us all!"

Hermione saw her son stiffen in his chair, jaw clenched tightly and she rubbed his arms soothingly. Turning to her former friend, "Everything you say about Draco and Lucius is correct. Believe me when I say I have fought with Lucius on more than one occasion, always ending in a broken chair," she thought for a moment, "Or twelve."

Lucius lightly chuckled, "A broken chandelier as well if I remember correctly."

Hermione smirked at her father in law, "I know more than anyone what kind of family I have. Don't think for a second I don't, but Draco is not that idiot second year that called me Mudblood, Lucius is no longer than man who fought for the wrong side a bloody war. I know my family better than you ever could and soon they will be your family as well, so get. The. Fuck. Over. It. Ronald."

Ron was just about to argue once more when his father deliberately coughed, looking over at his father, Arthur gave him a stern look. Letting out a huff of hot air, he sat roughly into a chair on the far side of the table, still visibly angry.

Hermione, trying to defuse the situation asked, "So, um Lavender, how have you been? Still working at Witch Weekly?"

Lavender turned her nose up, "No, I take care of my family and our home."

Hermione shook her head in agreement, "How many children do you have?"

Rose answered for her mother, "I have a younger brother, Hugo. He's fourteen, I'm Rose."

Hermione smiled kindly, "That's a beautiful name, I'm sorry your first meeting with my family had to be so dramatic."

"Well you did marry Malfoy, Hermione," Lavender shot back, "After everything he did to you as a child!"

Hermione smiled even Draco was fighting to control his temper. "Yes, I did marry Draco. We met again in Paris where I had moved after I broke up with Ron."

"You dated my father?" Rose asked curiously turning to her mother. "You always said you and dad had been together since Hogwarts?"

Hermione smiled again, "They were, your father thought it would be ok to see the both of us. I thought otherwise and when I found out, we parted ways. See, I was not fond of sharing my fiancé."

Lavender flushed, "He was never yours! He never proposed to the likes of you! You never meant anything to him."

Hermione just smiled brightly, "Of course I never meant anything to him, not the way you did. We were never meant to be together, it's why I gave him back the rin…" She looked at Lavender's left hand to see a small diamond and brightened in recognition, "Oh I see he found a use for it! I'm so glad, he had told me it was a small fortune." She grimaced a bit, "It was never my style." Lavender flushed again, stood up and walked out, Ron ran after her. Rose following after a hesitant smile to the Malfoy family.

Kingsley and surprisingly Arthur both laughed. Arthur was not as dim as most would call him. Just because muggles fascinated him did not mean he was soft and easy towards his family. He remembered being proud of his son for finally realising the beautiful woman in front of him was in love with him. Then disappointed that Ron had ruined it by cheating on her. Hermione was a quality woman, but Ron could never see her worth. Arthur excused himself for a moment to fetch his family so they could finally start this meeting.

Scorpius looked over at his mother and she bit back a grin, "You really are an evil woman." Draco, Blaise and Lucius all chuckled.

Hermione just smiled, sitting up straight in her chair. "I've known these people far better than your father Scor. I've also had to deal with Pansy for over twenty years, that was just a little fun for the little tart. Thought she bettered me by sleeping with Ronald, little does she know, she did me a favor."

Draco leaned over to his son, "That is your mother's way of saying, she's ten times more Slytherin than the three of us combined." Looking over at his wife with adoration, "Where did you learn how to be so cunning and sly my love?"

Hermione scoffed, "From your mother of course, that woman is a marvel."

Scorpius laughed, his Grandmother Cissa was incredible. Regal as the day was long, but on her bad side and she made her husband look like a two year old throwing a tantrum.

"How is Molly, Arthur?" Hermione brushed the rest of the Malfoy men's comments off her back, going back to talking to her old friend, "How is the family?"

Arthur swallowed, he had almost forgotten he was still in the room. "She is fine, the family are all good. Lots of grandchildren makes for a full house at holidays, but we are use to it." Hermione chuckled reminded of holidays at the Weasleys.

Arthur excused himself and walked out to see where the family was. As soon as he left, Scorpius groaned, "Her family hate me."

Hermione gave her son a one armed hug, "Of course they will sweety, because you're a Malfoy, you get use to it." Lucius reached over and smacked Draco who had chuckled next to his wife, "I blame your father and grandfather, really. Malfoy men are just not conducive to getting along with anyone. You should know that."

Rose returned with Arthur, he was not pleased that his grand daughter would be forced to marry a Malfoy though. The boy looked nice enough and it was true that Hermione was his mother so Arthur knew he had to have grown up better than his father had.

As the group sat around the table Simone began to lay out the law, the recent outbreaks that forced the law to continue and so forth. Scorpius sat there and studied his fiancée, for lack of a better term, as the witch droned on.

He had never heard anything good about Ron Weasley from his parents. His father had never liked his mother's former friends, even as children, though Scorpius took that with a grain of salt since he ended up madly in love with his mother only days after they met again in Paris after years of animosity, though he swears that was mainly because of his upbringing and the need to stick to the pureblood life as was necessary for his grandparents to maintain. While they did not believe in it, Lucius had become close to the Dark Lord's side during his reign and he was convinced that he would return. Not staying true to the pureblood ways would have meant death of his family.

After Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and his mother had set out and finally destroyed Voldemort for good and the Malfoy family was sentenced, his grandfather, with one year in Azkaban, subsequent house arrest and restitution, while grandmother was acquitted of all charges as was his father since he had never taken the mark. Scorpius knew his father was suppose to take the mark, the murder of the headmaster was to be his initiation, but as he didn't do it, he was never marked.

He had heard the story several times over the years, especially during the holidays when both he and his sister were home. His parents hated each other, they were on opposite sides of the war, his father watched his mother tortured (what kid doesn't love to hear that about their family right?) How she was involved in with someone (Ron, he now knew) who had hurt her, not really broken her heart, but hurt her enough to move away and his father had moved to get away from his own failed wedding engagement and to go to school.

They met again as his father and uncle took a yoga class, though his mother swears he was trolling for girls and what better place than a muggle yoga class? She almost hexed him as she realised he was staring at her arse. He made it up to her by taking her for coffee and then to dinner and then to… gah… bed. Hermione swore up and down, it took him a bit longer than one day to get her into his father's bed, but Scorpius knew better. His parents were still like teenagers when it came to sex. He was truly surprised they didn't have more children, he would have thought his mother would be on her twelfth child by now. He had walked in on them quite a few times over the years and while his friends didn't mind, that was his mother they were ogling. Fit as she was, they didn't need to see it.

Hermione elbowed her son hard in the ribs, "Ow! Fuck Mum!" Hermione narrowed her eyes and silently chastised her son, "Sorry," he apologised for his language, "Yes, Mum, you elbowed?" Scorpius' Godfather silently laughed behind them.

"The meeting is over Scor," Hermione gestured around and Scorpius realised everyone had been staring at him as he stared absentmindedly at his fiancée, "Maybe you should make plans to spend time with Rose. I'm sure your grandparents wouldn't mind you staying at the manor or maybe Rose would like to come to France for a visit?" Rose's eyes perked up at that possibility, "There is so much to discuss about the wedding."

"What's to discuss?" Scorpius asked confused, "It's not like Grandmother will let us have a word in about it."

Hermione narrowed her eyes, "Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy," He groaned, he got all three names, he was in deep shit, "This may be an arranged marriage, but it is still a marriage and while I love your Grandmother, this is Rose's day, she is the bride and she will want some say in the planning of it."

Scorpius took a look at his bride and gave a small smile, "Would you like to accompany me back to France and discuss the wedding." He asked as politely as he could without any hint of humor, lest his mother's pointy elbows meet his ribs again.

Rose looked at her grandfather, "Um," She began, "My mother and grandmother will want to come as well. I'm sure my mother will have some input about the wedding and my father…" Rose faltered, "Uh, he will want to keep the wedding small, backyard wedding, like everyone before me."

Scorpius frowned, "What do you want? We can have it in the gardens at Mal-"

"NO!" Hermione interrupted, Scorpius jumped slightly, "Sorry Scor, but I know Ron and he will not want Rose getting married at Malfoy Manor."

Scorpius thought about it and then nodded, looking over at Rose, "Well, we can have it wherever you would like. We have a beautiful garden in France as well."

Arthur cleared his throat, "I think Rose's mother and grandmother expect her to marry in our backyard at the Burrow."

Hermione nodded, knowing this would be true, "I understand Arthur, but unfortunately it will not be big enough, knowing Narcissa, she will have all of Wizarding Britain there. Her only grandson, heir to the Malfoy fortune and all that bullsh-," Hermione smirked and faltered as her father in law kicked her chair, "ahem, the Malfoy heir, I'm sure Scorp's wedding had been planned since Draco was born."

Looking over at Rose with a sympathetic smile, "Dear, invite your parents along with your grandparents to come to France. Kingsley will set up a portkey for you for this weekend. You can decide on the garden, if ours does not suffice for you, we will find someplace suitable in size. I will also talk Narcissa down on the guest list." Lucius began but Hermione waved him quiet, something she had picked up from Narcissa, "There is no need for that many people, Scorpius and Rose aren't animals in the zoo Lucius."

"Fine," He conceded, "But I would like to be there when you tell her to trim her guest list," he smirked, "Scorpius can make me some of that muggle snack, that fluffy white stuff with butter, it's quite delicious."

Hermione looked at her father in law and laughed, "Why Lucius Malfoy, you made a muggle joke, I'm impressed, it only took nineteen years of marriage but I think I might be growing on you."

Arthur Weasley sat in a bit of a shock still, to hear the once snide and sarcastic blood purist Malfoy to make muggle jokes with the wizarding world's most famous muggleborn. Times must have changed the Malfoys. He coughed slightly, "I will let the family know Hermione, please expect us for lunch on Saturday." He smiled gently at the woman he once considered a daughter, "I will make sure they all behave, especially Ron and Molly." Standing up and going over to Hermione who stood as well, "I have missed you Hermione, you were always a good influence on Ronald growing up. I'm glad we will be family soon, even if Ron isn't."

Hermione's eyes began to tear slightly and she gave the man a hug, "I've missed you as well Arthur. I'm sorry I lost touch with… well some of the family, but it was better I cut my ties. It worked out though, you have a beautiful granddaughter and one day soon, she will be a wonderful daughter in law." She moved away from Arthur who began to shake Scorpius' hand and walked over to Rose, giving her a small hug, "I'm sorry for the way we met, I do hope you understand. I have no ill feelings towards you or your family really, but I don't stand for people who are disrespectful to my family… well, unjustly at least."

Rose nodded and smiled. Scorpius walked over to Rose and Hermione left them alone for a few minutes.

Scorpius looked at her a bit awkwardly, "Um… I don't really know how to react to you yet, I'm not as posh and polished as my father. My parents didn't raise me to be a posh pain in the arse as my mother always says, but I will try my best to make you happy. Just please give me a chance, don't let your father poison you against me before you get to know me."

Rose smiled, "Well we have six months to get to know each other, Scorpius. We have a completely clean slate. I know what my father thinks about your father, but I will reserve my own judgment. I know a bit about your mother from my Uncle Harry, I know she is a good person. I will give you a chance."

Giving her a brilliant smile, He took her hand and kissed it, just like a proper Malfoy should and promised to owl her as soon as he returned home to finalise plans for that weekend.